#AllABOUTME #BLOGCHALLENGE 8 FEARS I am the kind of person who prefers to look at her fears squarely and face them headlong. I believe fears are a figment of our imagination. When we give them too much importance they turn larger than life and stick their ugly head out. Yet that been said, we are all human and some way or the other even I do cave into my fears, despite having the above notion etched in my head. Fear of…
#Allaboutme #blogchallenge 9 loves My Human and Dog Families and Friends Sunshine on my shoulder on a toasty winter morning. Cycling on early, nippy autumn and spring mornings into the verdant green and becoming one with the rising sun. Weaving together a medley of words that make for a fascinating read. Catharsis to the soul. My kind of food. And yes, my love for quite a few things sweet-cakes, caramel pudding, tiramisu, piping hot Gulab Jamuns, besan halwa to name…
This Week: Word Prompts Aspire Always Anyway Arrive Use any one or two or all the prompts in your posts. Write a minimum of 100 words on the prompt. I aspire for a world minus bloodshed and suffering. I aspire to live a humble life wherein I continue to write each day. A life that is replete with adventure. A life that is a tapestry of challenges and joy, of touching lives and living in gratitude forever. Aspire for more…
10 SecreTs My sweet cravings and food lust are the biggest debacle to my fitness plans. So when it comes to losing those extra inches, I end up faltering despite making unending resolutions each time. I love dogs more than humans. The best gift that you can give me is a genuine hug and a lovely hand…
2017 arrived without much ado and fanfare. We brought in a quiet New Year eve, in the cosy confines of our home. while the girls were away. Yes, all primed up, savouring some incredible Lamb Roast, Lebanese bread and salads while sipping on our glasses of cheer. New Year’s day breakfast was Nihari and bread. The meats were cooked with much meticulous detailing by the DH, And yes homemade Mulled Wine had been the highlight of the season. We discovered a…
The curtains are drawing close to 2016. It has been a year of profound learnings, huge upheavals, surprises that were wonderful and not so wonderful, new beginnings, new journeys; all foisted together into a bunch memories. I’m carrying forward all those things that made me stronger, better and left me with a positive after taste. Rest I’m burying , far away from the deep recesses of my mind. Though I won’t forget to take along the precious life’s lessons that came…
Kerela was proving to be more mystical, more magical than anticipated. We were enamoured by the riot of colours, the lush, verdant nature, the innumerable species of birds and insects, and the fresh crispy air that we inhaled. The DH and I love waking up early even on vacations. We feel the beauty of these pristine places can be savoured and experienced while everybody else sleeps. We love to go for our morning run or walk and unfailingly pack our…
I abhorred winters. The idea of cold, dark, dreary, foggy days made me wince. My Bengali genes couldn’t handle the cold North Indian winters, despite having spent most of my life in this belt, along with a small stint at New Castle Upon Tyne where it snowed heavily. The onset of winters inundated a sense of melancholy. I couldn’t but wait for it to end and for the Spring and Summer to arrive. Winters for me translated into layers of…
This morning as I walked back from pilate class I was greeted by my favourite flowers- Shiuli/Harsingaar/Night Jasmine. Each year they arrive precisely around the time autumn begins to set in and disappear with the onset of winters. So they are our fleeting guests for a month and a half. But it goes without saying that they leave an indelible mark in my heart and I look forward to their arrival with much anticipation. Many of you I’m guessing know…
The receding Super Moon wants to hang around like a petulant lover, While the pigeons and morning sky beckon it to return home. 16 November, 2016